Mind Talker

Thanks for coming up with this plan.

I think we're really gonna save some money this way, sweetheart.

Of course, honey.

And I figured your partner can drive his car

since you guys are always together, side by side.

Yep.

That's a, uh... that's a great plan.

Kind of wish I would have thought of it.

So, what case are you working on today?

Stacy Treadwell case today.

You know, I... I might actually have a lead on this guy.

Family is pressuring me to come up with some evidence soon,

so, fingers crossed.

I know you know, but I'll have to say it...

please be careful.

Just... I wish you would just change careers.

You know, I... I lost the last case.

Weirdo just... he just disappeared like some kind of ghost.

You'd certainly think with modern-day technology and forensics

it'd be easier to catch these assholes.

But, uh...

yeah, baby, I'll try to be safe.

At least being a PI, I can make what we need

to put away for Kayla and Aaron, for their future.

It just gives me so much anxiety every day you're out there.

I love you so much.

We all love you so much.

And I love you all, too, so much.

It's in my soul.

I... I can't think of anything else.

Well, here we are.

- Morning. Ready? - Yeah, got your text message last night.

- What's up? You got a lead? - Yeah, sure do.

- Alex at the lab gave me a tip-off. - Mm.

480 Spring Street downtown. Hit it.

- All right, I'm on it. - Let's go.

Radio two. Radio two.

- Radio, check one, check one. - Check two, check two. Copy.

Copy. Hear you just fine.

This guy is armed, so we go in packed.

- All right, my vest is on. - Strapped. Me, too.

- Let's go. - Let's do this.

Angel, I'm down. Please...

Officer down. Officer down.

We need help, ASAP.

Mr. Stone.

Just on time.

Can you hear or see me?

Yeah.

What happened?

Well, I'm Dr. Hernandez.

We already did a CAT scan, the x-rays.

You woke up a few times, tried to get up.

You screamed at some other times...

and then passed out,

but basically you were hit in the head with a metal pipe.

Ultimately, you have a concussion, a little amnesia.

Good thing your assailant only gave you one blow in the skull,

but we still need to run some more tests,

make sure you're physically ready to be discharged.

I'm going to refer you to Dr. Bryce, our top neurologist,

to ensure that you have a sound recovery.

Thanks, Doc.

Your wife would like to see you,

so I'm going to have the nurse send her in.

I'm gonna put these notes down in your file and I'll see you later.

Okay, take good rest. Relax.

- Appreciate it. - All right.

Hey.

Hi.

I was so scared. How are you feeling?

Fine.

I'm just, uh...

a little out of balance right now.

I'll be all right.

How are you, sweetheart?

Good. Here.

Yeah.

Where's Angel?

He left about an hour ago.

He waited for the doctors to say that you were okay

and just went home.

Thank God he was there.

He's going to check in a little later.

Yeah.

Can't wait to go home.

Soon, sweetheart.

Pardon me.

I'm the hospital chaplain, Pastor Stephens.

- Would you like any prayers? - Thank you, but, no, thank you.

- We're not religious. - No problem.

If you change your mind, need some words of encouragement,

my office is down the hallway.

Thank you.

My apologies, pardon me. The doctor ordered an MRI.

We're gonna have to take you down this way.

Sure, yeah.

- I'll see you soon. - I'll be here.

Thank you.

Well, we most certainly have an interesting case, Mr. Stone.

Hearing voices, nightmares, and a little off balance when you walk.

Good things are the CAT scan, x-rays and MRI results

don't show any physical damage.

However, given your current issues,

I can't release you to go back to work.

I don't know how you can be sure of any of that.

You gotta be the youngest doctor I've ever seen.

Well, I was fortunate to be young

when entering medical school, sir.

I was blessed with gifts, but also very hard

to get here, so I'm thankful for many...

With all due respect, I have to work for my family.

Mr. Stone, I understand completely your predicament,

but as your specialized physician, I can't in safe practices,

allow you to return to work in your condition.

But as a compromise, I already spoke with your wife,

and she agreed my signing off on disability for the time being

will help you financially until you're completely heal.

In the meantime, you'll be seeing

Ms. Nova Spencer on your treatments...

- I'm out of here. - Your cane.

I thought I came here for therapy,

not to watch some kung fu display.

Not here to fight, just here for therapy.

I'm Nova. Please have a seat on the mat and close your eyes.

So, this is some kung fu, meditation, yoga crap.

Mr. Stone, I understand you're upset, but I'm here to help.

Please stop being disrespectful and let's get to work.

The sooner I can have you feeling better,

the sooner I can hopefully get you back to normal.

Well, this is anything but normal.

Whatever.

Let's do this.

- Mr. Stone, it's my understanding... - Ben.

Just call me that.

It'll save you a syllable or a mouthful.

Excuse me, Ben.

It's my understanding that the vertigo imbalance due to the trauma in your brain

is causing you difficulty physically.

I'm here to align your mind, body, and soul

through some mental exercises.

Please bear with me, listen carefully,

answer my questions, and do as I ask.

Okay, Yoda.

Sorry. I meant Nova.

Dr. Bryce informed me that according to his notes,

you're having nightmares of disturbia,

hearing voices,

and having issues walking for long periods of time.

Is this true?

I guess so.

- Is this true? - Yeah.

That's why I'm here, isn't it?

Ben, do you speak to your wife this way a lot?

Oh, my God.

I mean, sometimes, all right, if I disagree with her.

Why?

- Would you like to leave, then? - I'll stay if you can fix me.

Tell me about the voices.

I think they go hand in hand with the strange dreams I've been having...

but I'm not sure.

This is gonna sound odd, all right?

Strange for me to even say, but...

it feels like I'm traveling outside my body

and visiting people I don't know.

- Really? - Yeah.

As far as I can see or remember.

How do I know you're telling the truth?

It's apparent you haven't wanted to be here to begin with.

I can hear people's thoughts when I hone in.

Like when I came here today.

You were thinking to yourself,

"Well, he's pretty attractive, but he looks like a jerk.

I know, I've seen his type before."

I didn't say that.

Well, not out loud, but I heard your thoughts.

I don't care about what your feelings are towards me, but...

are you lying to me, Nova?

Maybe a lucky guess,

given you're a sharp detective with street smarts.

Mm-hmm.

Pretty sure I heard your thoughts.

Look, I came here for therapy, not to have a debate.

I want to be able to get back to work again.

I want to be able to walk normal again.

Okay. My apologies, Ben.

Let's continue.

Fascinated by this newfound ability.

I'm not even sure it's real

or even if I like this new ability,

but what about me walking normal?

Be patient.

This is something you can embrace until we have you walking.

I promise to help you get physical coordination as well.

Don't you see the positive?

You can utilize this newfound skill.

I get it, all right? Let's keep going.

Can you best describe someone you remember having a conversation with?

Yeah. I think so.

My head still really hurts from the blow, but I'll try.